Korean entertainment song and song couples

Whether it is fast or not, a week is not slow.

Seeing that Song Zhongji was about to return to China, an accident happened to Song Zhiyi.

Coincidentally, in the past few days, after Han Jincheng sent Song Zhiyi home, he would stay downstairs for a while, but Song Zhiyi never knew about it. Something went wrong at night.

As soon as Song Zhiyi opened the door, he found a black figure coming out of the stairs on one side. Before Song Zhiyi had time to react, his mouth and nose were covered by the other party. A man's body sweat mixed with the smell of tobacco attacked Song Zhiyi's brain. Unable to breathe, Song Zhiyi stared. His eyes were pushed in, and the man whispered some scary words in Song Zhiyi's ear: "Don't move, I have a knife in my hand. I didn't expect a big star to live here. Hurry up!" go in!"

Song Zhiyi's heart was beating fast, he had never encountered such a thing before, and he knew that struggling now would only irritate him, so he followed his push into the house, and heard the sound of the man closing the door.

"Hahaha, Song Zhiyi? I really made money today! Hurry up! Take out the money!" The man's purpose was very clear, for the sake of money, he didn't know if he didn't dare to turn on the light because he didn't know what to do, and brought Song Zhiyi into the living room in the dark : "Tell me where the money is!"

Song Zhiyi shook his head to indicate that he was still covering his mouth. The man hesitated to let go of her mouth, but he tightly strangled her neck. As long as she yelled loudly, he would jam her neck: "Be honest with me!" .”

Naturally, Song Zhiyi would not act recklessly: "I don't have much cash at home and on my body...only passbooks and cards." Song Zhiyi made his voice sound like he was trembling with fear.

Such a frightened look succeeded in making the man a little relaxed, but when he heard that he had no cash, he suddenly took out a knife and dangled it in front of Song Jijiu's eyes: "Is there no money? How can you have no money if you are such a big star who earns so much money every day!? Give as much as you have." Me! Otherwise, I'll make your eating face a grimace!"

Song Zhiyi's bag fell outside the door while struggling just now, and the key was still stuck in the door. The man was also impatient so he didn't pay attention so much. Song Zhiyi thought for a moment and pointed to the entrance: "I have cash in my bag, but it fell outside the door just now... ...with the key to the safe."

The man got excited when he heard that there was a safe, but he was still wary of being afraid that Song Zhizhen would lie to him: "Where is the safe? How much cash is in it!? Take me there!" As he spoke, he squeezed Song Zhizhen's neck and threatened her. .

Song Zhiyi originally wanted the man to open the door and take the opportunity to rush out, but the man didn't intend to get the key, so he nodded and walked to the bedroom. There is indeed a safe in her house, but there are only some scripts in it. No cash at all.

The two approached the bedroom together, and Song Zhiyi was about to turn on the light, but the man grabbed his hand firmly: "Don't turn on the light!"

Song Zhiyi felt that his arm was almost cut off, frowned in pain, nodded obediently and gave up turning on the light, and found the safe in the bedroom under the moonlight. When the man saw the safe in the dark, his eyes lit up, Pulled Song Zhiyi to the ground and held it down, took out a rope from the tool bag that had been prepared and tied her hands and feet tightly, Song Zhiyi couldn't resist the man's strength at all, in order to reduce the pain, she had no choice but to let the man tie her up without struggling her limbs.

The man looked up and saw Song Zhiyu looking at him calmly, he felt angry, he stretched out his hand and slapped him: "What are you looking at!! I will deal with you when I get the money!" He took out a piece of cloth, grabbed her hair and stuffed it in. She said, and then took out the small hand lamp from the tool bag to check the safe.

Song Zhiyi's head was hit hard on the ground by that slap, his head and face were numb with pain, and he could feel a bloody smell in his mouth. He didn't need to think about it, his face must be swollen like a pig's head. There is still shooting tomorrow... I don't know what it will be like when the man opens the safe and sees only the script, but she has no choice now, she can only delay time and find a chance to escape.

The man turned his back to Song Zhiyi and began to use tools to pry the safe. Obviously, this was an opportunity. Song Zhiyi moved his body slowly and made a slight sound. The man was concentrating on picking the lock so he didn't immediately notice Song Zhiyi's movement, because he was so nervous. It was cold and sweated a lot.

Song Zhiyi held his breath and finally walked slowly to the door, looking back at the man. Fortunately, the safe was complicated and difficult to open, and the man focused all his attention on the fresh-keeping cabinet.

It's just that the man didn't have the patience to pick the lock after a while. He stood up and wanted to go outside to get the bag, but when he turned around, he saw that Song Zhiyi was no longer in the bedroom. He was so scared that he rushed out of the bedroom, but saw Song Zhiyi still persevering by the sofa. Rubbing forward, the man breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time his anger rose. He strode over and grabbed Song Zhiyi and threw it aside, unplugged the landline line in the living room, picked up the tea cup on the coffee table and was about to throw it at Song Zhiyi's face.

When the door opened, Han Jincheng saw such a thrilling scene when he rushed in. Before he had time to think, he rushed forward and pushed the man aside. The man staggered to the side when he pushed him. Han Jincheng didn't let him go, and directly pushed the man down. Fortunately, his inconspicuous muscles, which he usually exercised seriously, came in handy now, breaking the man's arms hard and forcing him to yell and beg for mercy.

The moment Song Zhiyi saw Han Jincheng, he felt relieved. Lying on his side on the cold floor, he didn't seem to feel the pain in his body. His squinted eyes slowly closed, and finally lost all consciousness.

Song Zhongji returned to China the next morning, and he couldn't get in touch with Song Zhiyi and Han Jincheng since last night. The phone call, the content of the phone call scared him into a trance, if Han Jincheng hadn't told him, he must have thought it was a joke, forcing Cha Taixuan to speed up all the way, if he was slower, he would almost go crazy.

The moment Song Zhongji rushed to the hospital and saw Song Zhiyi, Song Zhongji was stunned. His bruised left face and white neck exposed under the quilt were also covered with bruises. He could hardly believe that this was Song Zhiyi...

Seeing Song Zhongji like that, Han Jincheng didn't dare to tell him more, so he and Cha Tae-hyun left the ward silently.

Song Zhongji was stunned for a long time before approaching, and when he was sitting on the side of the hospital bed, he looked at the scars more clearly. Song Zhongji's heart was pulled up, and he couldn't breathe in pain. When did his Song Zhiyi suffer from such injuries?When has she ever been treated like this... Such a woman should live in peace and never suffer anything...

Song Zhongji couldn't help but his eyes were red. Since he was sensible, he seldom cried except for acting, but at this moment he couldn't help being afraid, afraid of what would happen to Song Zhiyi if Han Jincheng didn't rush in in time... He didn't dare to think about that, but he couldn't restrain himself I was afraid after living, afraid of losing Song Zhiyi.

Heartbroken, she held her soft hand tremblingly, the sleeve slipped off, and the purple strangle marks on her wrist were particularly glaring under the fair skin, Song Zhongji quickly checked her other wrist, the two wrists were exactly the same Stretch marks, anger and heartache filled the brain, suddenly thought of something to get up and lift the quilt at Song Zhiyi's feet, and sure enough, the slender ankles were also full of strangle marks, Song Zhongji's eyes were instantly scarlet.

Song Zhiyi was woken up by the pain. After regaining consciousness all over her body, she was in broken pain. The dazzling white ceiling made her squint for a moment, and she didn't know where she was for a while. She didn't know where she was until her nose regained her sense of smell. She seemed to be saved.

"Nu Na!" Song Zhongji's voice seemed to come from a far away place, Song Zhiyi couldn't help frowning, the ceiling in front of her eyes was blocked by his face, so she had to see his worried expression, and he opened his mouth but said no in pain After speaking, the brow tightened and the pain doubled.

Seemingly hearing Song Zhongji's cry, people from outside also rushed in. Han Jincheng immediately ran out to call the doctor when Song Zhiyi woke up, and Song Zhongji rubbed her lips with his fingers tremblingly to keep her from speaking: "It's okay, It's okay." His voice was hoarse.

This sentence calmed down Song Zhiyi's frightened heart just after waking up. He didn't know how long Song Zhongji had been here. His face was pale and his eyes were red. It seemed that she hadn't had a good rest, but she seemed to have slept for a long time.

Song Zhongji seemed to see Song Zhiyu's doubts, raised his hand to look at his watch, and whispered to her in a soft voice: "You have been in a coma for a day and a night, and it is past ten o'clock at night."

Song Zhixuan stared in surprise, tears filled the eyes that suddenly hurt, and there was unbearable pain while breathing.

Song Zhongji quickly patted her to keep her still: "You must be in pain now, just lie down obediently and don't think about anything."

Song Zhiyi looked at him dimly with tears in his eyes, and already guessed what it was like outside.

And just as Song Zhiyu thought, the uproar was not enough to describe the situation outside.

At the beginning of this matter, Han Jincheng blocked the news very well. Some scattered and messy witnessing news on the Internet were deleted by him in seconds, but the news broke out this morning. It became all kinds of headlines and wanton propaganda. People who witnessed Song Zhiyi being sent to the hospital last night exaggerated what they saw in interviews, causing the news to spread more and more seriously. Later, there were rumors that Song Zhiyi was stabbed and rescued.

Now the hospital where Song Zhiyi works is also blocked by the media and fans. Song Zhiyi's parents are rushing back from abroad after getting the news.

In short, it was a mess, Han Jincheng had a headache and didn't know what to do, and Song Zhongji couldn't get out of the hospital because of this situation, so he stayed in the ward all day just as he wanted.

"Nu Na... it hurts..." Song Zhongji couldn't help rubbing his palm against her uninjured cheek, his eyes hard to hide the pain, wishing that these injuries were all on his body: "Nu Na, I'm sorry... I'm really sorry ...you wouldn't get hurt if I grabbed him when I didn't feel right, sorry..."

Song Zhiyi didn't know why Song Zhongji wanted to apologize. He obviously had nothing to do with him, but this person was full of apologies. Song Zhiyi raised his painful and numb arm and poked his cheek lightly with his fingers, enduring all the pain and said hoarsely. One sentence: "Thank you."

Thank you for being by my side, thank you for loving me so much.

What Song Zhiyi failed to say may be slowly told to him in the future.